The scroll slowly unfolded, and the beauty on the painting appeared in front of everyone.

After everyone was silent for a while, they began to raise the price frantically, and even Han Yixuan held the black sign tightly and waited to raise it, as if he was planning to raise it when there were not many people raising the price.

Qing Yu was also silent for a long time when she saw the person in the painting, which was actually the original owner of the body she was using now.

Even foreigners with different aesthetics have their eyes lit up.

Xiao Hei looked at the fairy-like woman in white in the painting, and then looked at the gorgeous and charming face of his host, and for a while he couldn't compare to that one.

There is no way to compare two different beauties.

The bidders in the audience insisted on shooting for half an hour, and there were still people raising the price, but there were only one or two people, and there would be a certain amount of hesitation every time the price was raised.

The price has been called tens of millions, but Han Yixuan has not raised a sign once.

Just when the price was called 95 million, he raised the sign in his hand.

"100 million."

Everyone was dumbfounded, a painting was called 100 million, and it was only a painting with only ornamental value, and they could only sigh with beauty, who could not be impulsive.

Qing Yu looked at Han Yixuan blankly and blinked twice.

I'm afraid this person is not stupid, a living person should not paint 100 million to buy a painting, this operation is also convincing to her.

"Xiao Hei, do you think he has a hole in his brain?"

“…… Possibly. ”

This is a lot of thinking about buying a painting that will break the bank.

"How many people do you have to do this?"

She was frightened by this wave of operations, why is this girl's IQ getting lower and lower? No three-year-old would do such a thing.

The painting was undoubtedly finalized to Han Yixuan.

Han Yixuan's face did not change and he got up and went backstage to get the painting, but he was actually very excited, the person he dug out should be for him to see, not even a painting.

Qing Yu shook his head helplessly, wanting to look at him like a fool, he was tired, so stupid, what can he do in the future?

Han Yixuan felt Qing Yu's gaze again, turned around and looked behind him, but found that there was no one, and couldn't help frowning, could it be that he was being targeted?

In order to avoid accidents, Han Yixuan hurriedly paid the money, went through the formalities, and left the auction in a hurry after getting the painting.

Qing Yu twitched the corners of her mouth when she saw it, is this girl in a hurry to go to reincarnate so fast?

It hurt even more to see him look like he was hugging a baby, and she had never seen him care so much when she stood in front of him.

It's simply a realistic version of the people who are not as good as the painting series, which is annoying......

Qing Yu followed him with a black face, and every time his anger subsided, and when he looked up and saw him holding the painting, he was so angry that he went up so repeatedly that Qing Yu couldn't help but explode.

After Han Yixuan returned to the hotel room, he could still feel the vague gaze, and finally confirmed that the owner of that gaze should not be a person, because of the fact that the dead man of Qingyu jumped out of the coffin, he gradually believed in the ghosts and gods.

"Who? Come out. ”

"......" come out with a hairball ball, you can come out if you say it, who are you?

Lao Tzu is still angry, and he still wants Lao Tzu to come out, I'm afraid it's not floating.

Han Yixuan looked at the air in front of him vigilantly, and hugged the painting tighter with both hands, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him.

“……”

Qing Yu held his forehead and said that his head could hurt, how did this fool feel that he would not be robbed if he hugged it tightly, and he could find that someone was following him, why didn't he know that her "ghost" should have some special abilities?

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Not much to say, the ticket...